Chapter 939: A Slightly Decent Opponent

"metropolitan!"

Master Swordsman Dai saw that Ding Daoming's right hand holding the sword had been cut off by the boy with a willow branch, his eyes were bloodshot immediately, he screamed wildly, pulled out the sword of enlightenment in his hand, and quickly attacked the boy from behind.

His sword style is domineering and majestic, every foot on the ground seems to be able to shake the mountains.

"Dare to break the hand of my suzerain, and pay with your life!"

Master Swordsman Dai came behind Lin Yi in an instant, swung Mingwu in his hand, and in just three breaths, he slashed out more than sixty swords fiercely.

The sword light was sharp, like a violent storm.

Others looked at it, and gasped from the bottom of their hearts.

What shocked them even more was the determination and indifference of the young man when he turned around to face the stormy sword style.

The seven-foot wicker in his hand is like a supreme weapon.

Sword Master Dai arrived in no time, and Ming Wu in his hands became even more violent, and he slashed at Lin Yi's head.

puff!

However, when Master Swordsman Dai approached the young man, it was difficult for him to make an inch of progress.

The seven-foot wicker has passed through his body neatly, and his sword is still three inches away from Lin Yi.

"His sword is a joke, and your sword is even less interesting."

Lin Yi's tone was indifferent, he shook his head slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, a powerful force stretched from the willow stick, and directly blasted General Swordsman Dai into the air.

boom!

Everyone looked at General Swordsman Dai who was lying on the side, but couldn't speak a word.

crush!

This is simply a complete crushing of strength.

If Lin Yi hadn't avoided the willow stick that passed through his body just now, he would have returned to the west by now.

Over there, the master of the Jiangnan Sword Sect held Dunqing, and he couldn't fight the boy in front of him. One can imagine how terrifying his strength must be!

"What exactly do you want!"

Ding Daoming lost his right hand, and the severe pain made him look pale and lifeless.

At this moment, he was standing not far away, with a dejected face, looking at the young man, he could no longer think of resisting.

Next to him, He Yunxiao and other young masters looked at Lin Yi with complicated expressions, fearing that the boy over there would come and kill them all with that piece of wicker.

"I didn't think about it, but I just stopped by to pick up your post."

Lin Yi spoke lightly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt dry mouthed and didn't know what to say.

Just drop by to pick up a battle post?

So I came over to the Qianjian Tomb by the way, stepped on the sword and ascended to the sky, and opened up the entire sword tomb?

So with a piece of wicker, he broke the sword-holding right hand of the Jiangnan Sword Sect Master?

So casually pierced Zongjian Dai's body again?

When everyone thought about this, looking at the young man's figure, they felt even more unpredictable, so they could only look up there.

"It's good to pick up my battle post! Today's battle, you won, you are indeed a genius, so now, what do you want to do! It is impossible to completely wipe out my Jiangnan Sword Sect!"

Ding Daoming's complexion was somewhat desolate, even more dejected.

He has been in the Jiangnan Sword Sect for decades, and he has seen many talented masters, but he never thought that he would be instantly defeated by such a young boy in front of him.

"It's useless to me to destroy your sword sect. You are nothing but a group of ants in my eyes."

Lin also shook his head.

In Jianzong, everyone's expressions changed, and they were all choked by these words.

Zhao Fu and Yu Jinglong have no temper at all,

At this time, they didn't even dare to look at Lin Yi over there.

"Then your purpose is to come here to humiliate Jiangnan Sword Sect?"

Ding Daoming's tone trembled, like a deflated ball.

He was ready to be humiliated by the boy in front of him in every possible way, but he didn't hear his plan to completely kill Jianzong when he heard the boy's words. From this point of view, it made Ding Daoming feel a little bit more in his heart hope.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, everyone saw the young man standing there shaking his head slightly.

The boy was carrying a bag, and the blood-stained wicker in his hand was dancing gently against the wind.

He turned around, looked into the distance, and spoke indifferently.

"Last time at Mu's Manor, I broke two of your Jiangnan Sword Sect's Misty Rain."

"At that time, I was just curious, whether I could fold all the five swords of the Jiangnan Sword Sect."

Everyone looked at the boy's back, his indifferent voice echoed in everyone's ears, making people feel a bit lonely and sharp.

"Jiangnan, Misty Rain, Mingwu, Dunqing, and finally Broken Sword Hongchen."

"But the sword you produced made me not even have the desire to break the sword."

Lin Yi sighed slightly, Ding Daoming was ashamed and heartbroken to hear these words.

But without waiting for him to refute, everyone saw the young man, looking far away at the peak of the Jiangnan Sword Sect, and said in an ethereal tone, "But after all, there is still a slightly more decent opponent in your Jiangnan Sword Sect. "

A slightly more decent opponent?

Hearing Lin Yi's words, everyone was bewildered and quite puzzled.

"Among Jiangnan Jianzong, isn't the strongest Jiangnan Jianzong suzerain?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"It should be. I have never heard of anyone in Jiangnan Jianzong who can be stronger than the suzerain. Now that he directly defeated the suzerain, how can there be any opponents?"

A group of people looked at each other, and there was a bit of curiosity in their eyes.

Some people even thought it was the kid in front of him who didn't understand the situation, who had the ability but didn't have enough knowledge.

"Why, it's a joke to hide your head and show your tail even though you're here. Do you want me to invite you in person?"

Lin Yi snorted coldly, and the willow stick in his hand stabbed straight at the direction Qian Jianzhong came from.

The blood-stained wicker instantly turned into a flash of green light and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

They looked over there, only to see a quiet place without any movement.

After just a few breaths, there was a slight sound of footsteps over there.

rustle……

Hearing that voice, someone came stepping on the branches of dead leaves.

The voice was ethereal and illusory, and it was a bit weird.

"You are, Lin Jiuxuan."

At the end of the road outside Qianjian Tomb, a black shadow was walking towards this side with small steps.

He didn't look very strong, but rather thin. The man was wearing a dark robe, and he was holding a blood-stained wicker in his hand, shaking it slightly.

That willow stick was obviously the one that Lin Yi had just stabbed out.

After a while, the man walked up to everyone. His face was hidden under the brim of a black hat, making it impossible to see clearly. Only his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Everyone felt an extremely cold feeling.

It seems that the soul is trembling!